Arthur Nersesian

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Stressful jobs, loveless marriages, bad food-most people kill themselves slowly every day.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Jobs
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Although I didn't write myself off as a complete failure, all illusion and romance was gone. I was no longer able to inflate myself; I had disappointed my own expectations and was genuinely worried about dying in the streets.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Writing
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The masses-I love em-they rush for red lights, risking everything to capture a few seconds, only to get home and waste their lives.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Home
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Perhaps the price of comfort is that life passes more rapidly. But for anyone who has lived in uneasiness, even for a short, memorable duration, it's a trade-off that will gladly be made.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Memorable
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I lay in bed and watched moments break into phenomenal particles of panic and could actually see the divine crack of God’s ass as he completely turned his back on me.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Bed
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If I want to build wealth to transfer to the next generation, I can let it grow on a tax-free basis.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Generations
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As the components of your life are stripped away, after all the ambitions and hopes vaporize, you reach a self-reflective starkness-- the repetitious plucking of a single overwound string.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Ambition
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Is it so wrong to just live life and enjoy it? Between fun and function, why must we choose the latter?
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Fun
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When I was in my teens, I made an appraisal of how comfortable my life could turn out when I became the age I am now. Because of a mechanical failure, the prediction was inexact.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Age
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Although I didn’t write myself off as a complete failure, all illusion and romance was gone. I was no longer able to inflate myself; I had disappointed my own expectations and was genuinely worried about dying in the streets.
- Arthur Nersesian
Collection: Romance